This poem is full of things that have
both literal and metaphoric life, and their relationships get more and
more elaborate as the poem progresses. Did you start with the
abstractions (Inspiration, love, pride, beauty) and build the world, or
start with the world and build toward the abstractions? Or both?
I do both, but in this case, the world came
first. I started with the painting “Komposition mit Wespe (Composition
with Wasp)” by Mirko Schallenberg and then went beyond the painting,
which has no male or female in the frame and the poem is not bound by
the moment of the painting other than as a starting point (hence no
attribution to the artist).
Is love a city?
I think love as a city is a really good metaphor! —It contains all the
complexities that real love has.